Its not really that much of a poem, Just how I feel...
What do you do when its 2 in the morning and you cant sleep. All you can do is sit on your bed and think about everything and cry... Who do you call to talk to, who can tell you everything you need to hear, who can put you to sleep....
Your best friends can.... But what if its 2 in the morning and their all asleep then what do you do .... You turn to the that one lil object that can change how you feel and put you at ease...
